Grandparents' house. The house where I spent more than half of my life. Its always so nostalgic to come back there. I love the second floor and attic the most since it hasn't changed at all. Its the same mirror in which I used to stare when I was little girl. I could almost literally get flashbacks while looking at it. I can see the little cry baby girl with big blue eyes and long curly blonde hair. The big blue eyes full of hope and fear.
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Love this photo -- and the glasses are hot! Though really, this is a great photo of a little girl seeing her home again. My daughter is leaving for college this summer... will she see home like this as well when she returns? Thank you for sharing.